| Go fuck yourself!
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| Limp Bizkit
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| Oh no!
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| Check one two!
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| Turn it up!
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| Y’all ready for this?
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| They say the rock shit, doesn’t rock anymore
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| They say the whole game done went pop so I’m back in this ho
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| We drinking gin till we pass out and fall on the floor
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| Is that your bitch, cause she told me she’s ready to go
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| They say the rock shit, doesn’t rock anymore
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| They say the whole game done went pop so I’m back in this ho
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| We drinking gin till we pass out and fall on the floor
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| Is that your bitch, cause she told me she’s ready to go
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| She’s ready to go, she’s ready to go
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| Is that your bitch, cause she told me she’s ready to go
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| She’s ready to go, she’s ready to go
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| Is that your bitch, cause she told me she’s ready to go
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| Back it’s the motherfucking rock god
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| I’m so poker-faced, ladies going Ga-Ga
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| That’s right it’s Freddy D, the public enemy
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| You know, the one to have Britney drop it to her knees (Oh!)
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| I don’t give a fuck, I probably never will
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| Bitch get at me if that ass is like Jessica Biel’s
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| Who down with me tonight? |
| You know I’ll treat you right
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| You shake for me until they turning on them ugly lights
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| Throw them fingers up, and finger fuck the sky
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| She like the way we pump it, I call her pumpkin pie
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| I ain’t about to lie, I came up in it high
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| You got a problem, I’ll bust you in your fucking eye, player
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| Baby you’re a rockstar, I know who the fuck I am
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| 40 million records later, I am still the fucking man
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| I came to rock, all she wants to do is roll
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| Now she at my house sliding up and down that pole
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| They say the rock shit, doesn’t rock anymore
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| They say the whole game done went pop so I’m back in this ho
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| We drinking gin till we pass out and fall on the floor
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| Is that your bitch, cause she told me she’s ready to go
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| They say the rock shit, doesn’t rock anymore
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| They say the whole game done went pop so I’m back in this ho
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| We drinking gin till we pass out and fall on the floor
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| Is that your bitch, cause she told me she’s ready to go
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| She’s ready to go, she’s ready to go
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| Is that your bitch, cause she told me she’s ready to go
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| She’s ready to go, she’s ready to go
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| Is that your bitch, cause she told me she’s ready to go
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| What the fuck is up?
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| Fuck the world, bust a nut
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| I’m on this and that, and such and such
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| It’s ashes to ashes, dust to dust, come on
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| Rock! |
| Rock, rock with a real nigga
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| Everything I touch turn to gold, she a gold digger
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| Shots! |
| Shots, shots, have a lil' liquor
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| Got the bitch taking shots like Reggie Miller
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| Uh, Lil Weezy in this bitch ho
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| She want the green light; |
| let the bitch go
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| I go hard, I go nuts, I go schizo
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| And now they wanna copy me like ten-fo'
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| Uh, I can’t stop, I won’t stop
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| I got the pistol on me, I guess I went pop
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| Now I’m free-falling, yeah, head first
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| Red hat to the back like Fred Durst
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| They say the rock shit, doesn’t rock anymore
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| They say the whole game done went pop so I’m back in this ho
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| We drinking gin till we pass out and fall on the floor
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| Is that your bitch, cause she told me she’s ready to go
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| They say the rock shit, doesn’t rock anymore
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| They say the whole game done went pop so I’m back in this ho
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| We drinking gin till we pass out and fall on the floor
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| Is that your bitch, cause she told me she’s ready to go
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| She’s ready to go, she’s ready to go
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| Is that your bitch, cause she told me she’s ready to go
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| She’s ready to go, she’s ready to go
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| Is that your bitch, cause she told me she’s ready to go
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| Lil Weezy that’s my partner, we drinkin' Russian vodka
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| Bout to take your bitch cause she ain’t never fucked a rock star
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| I’m a fucking outlaw, packing me a chainsaw
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| I’m at the afterparty 'bout to start another brawl
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| I’m getting fucked up, so you can go to hell
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| I’ma need a ride home, I know myself
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| And you know I put it down like no one else
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| I’m the champ bitch, I ain’t gotta show the belt
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| They say the rock shit, doesn’t rock anymore
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| They say the whole game done went pop so I’m back in this ho
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| We drinking gin till we pass out and fall on the floor
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| Is that your bitch, cause she told me she’s ready to go
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| They say the rock shit, doesn’t rock anymore
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| They say the whole game done went pop so I’m back in this ho
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| We drinking gin till we pass out and fall on the floor
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| Is that your bitch, cause she told me she’s ready to go
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| She’s ready to go, she’s ready to go
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| Is that your bitch, cause she told me she’s ready to go
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| She’s ready to go, she’s ready to go
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| Is that your bitch, cause she told me she’s ready to go |